On his first night at the house in Chaneces, Martín Feito had a dream. Martín Feito didn’t tend […]
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“The past was so immense,” writes Téa Obreht in the Morningside. “Overcoming it would be a true feat.” […]
In this past winter, I was walking early morning through willow bushes as high as my shoulder and […]
In the drowsy sunlight, the focus of time appears blurred. I guess the psychological term for this phenomenon […]
By the time we come back from the summer hiatus, a few things will have changed at minor […]
Greener Days In Ireland I was a tourist again. There had been a time when I wasn’t. Young […]
These two words represent something I knew once, for half a second, a brief revelation which I owe […]
In his debut novel, In the Suavity of the Rock, author and essayist Greg Gerke reflects on memory, […]
“…it matters not if you elude my arms, my heart, when my thought alone can imprison you.” — […]
La palabra azar, que principalmente se usa en los juegos de cartas o de dados, hace referencia a […]
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